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AIR FORCE - by Kristen 'Kathy' Becker (mf,first)

 Archive name: airforce.txt (mf, first)
 Authors name: Kristen 'Kathy' Becker
 Story Title : "Air Force"
 January 1998
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 Story by Kristen78@aol.com
 Thanks to David Lawrence for his 'ahim' expertise....


                    A I R   F O R C E
                    -----------------

 Kriste looked over at Darleen's empty bed, and wondered
 what her roommate was doing; if she was having sex with
 the group captain again. If Darlene had been in their
 room as she was supposed to be, the attack she had just
 been subjected to probably would never have happened.
 Her thoughts were bitter, as she rocked back and forth
 still sobbing, unable to control the feelings of lone-
 liness that washed over her. She could still feel the
 pain and humiliation so recently caused by the hands
 that had invaded her body.

 Slowly her sobs quieted, and a determined look trans-
 formed her pretty face. Her thoughts turned to home,
 to friends at school, a longing for friends and family
 swept through her. She looked over at her roommates
 empty bed again and thought, 'no I'd rather die than
 take the easy way out like Darleen has, I just have to
 take it.'

 She understood why her roommate had taken the captain
 as a lover. It had stopped the other men on base from
 hitting on her, like the continued advances that she
 still had to thwart. She thought bitterly, 'all I want
 is to become a combat pilot, not to date the whole damn
 squadron! Why couldn't they give me a little respect?
 What's wrong with me, why don't they like me?'

 What had occurred only moments ago, was retaliation for
 her continual rejection of her male classmates advances
 toward her. At first she had tried to explain why she
 thought it wasn't a good idea to become romantically
 involved with anyone. Then when that didn't seem to
 work, she became more abrupt any of the medical
 services for her entire term. She wasn't all that happy
 about doing so now, but she had to talk to someone
 other than Darleen about her fears and anxieties.

 Lt. Beal turned to be an old war horse with over 25
 years in the Air Force. Kriste was disappointed to find
 that she would get no sympathy there. Lt. Beal's
 solution was simple; "Girl, you sound to me like you're
 just a little up tight. When I was you're age, I'd have
 paid to get a bunch of handsome cadets to feel me up. I
 suggest that you consider giving some lucky young man a
 little gift of that up tight virginity of yours. You
 just need a some good sex, and you'll be right as
 rain."

 As Kriste walked to Logistics class, the phrase "give
 some man a gift of that up tight virginity of yours,"
 kept running through her head. At nineteen Kriste,
 hadn't had any kind of sex with another person. Could
 'she' be the problem. Was 'she' the one who was
 strange, could she have brought on the events of the
 other night because she was so up tight about sex? The
 problem prayed on Kriste's mind all day. She had re-
 mained a virgin because she didn't want anything to get
 in her way, she knew what she'd wanted, and boys just
 weren't important enough to jeopardize her dream.

 She couldn't believe it, here she was at the threshold
 of realizing everything she had worked for, and it was
 turning out to be a disappointment. None of her class-
 mates liked her, she was unable to make friends, maybe
 she had her priorities wrong after all. . . .

 At dinner that evening as Kriste sat alone eating,
 still with an distracted look on her pretty face, a
 young cadet sat down beside her. "Mind if I sit here
 sweety?"

 Normally Kriste would have said something like, "Hey,
 don't call me sweety, I have a name!" But that evening
 she just looked at him and gave him a wan smile.

 She noted that the man was John Davenport, the guy with
 the rich family from Boston. Kriste had never really
 liked him, he was a loud-mouth as far as she was con-
 cerned. And ever since they'd started actual flight
 training, she had done much better than him, and he'd
 been less than gracious about it.

 On an impulse, Kriste said, "Would you like to go out
 with me tonight?"

 Johnny for once, didn't have a smart comeback. He sat
 there with his mouth open and stared at her for an
 awkward moment, then smiled and said, "Sure honey I'd
 like that just fine. What made you change your mind
 about dates?"

 Kriste took a deep breath, leveled a stare at the young
 man and said in a determined voice, "I've decided to
 have sex with a man, and I've pick you; so how about
 it?" She almost fainted she was so nervous. Making the
 decision to have sex with one of her classmates had
 taken all her courage. She had ignored sex all her
 life, now here she was trying to get a man to make love
 to her. She could almost hear her heart pounding in her
 chest as she waited for him to answer her.

 For the second time in rich Johnny Davenport's life he
 was left speechless. All he could do for a moment was
 stutter, ". . .s. . .se. . .sex. . . with me? I don't
 get it?"

 Kriste stood up with dinner tray in hand, and said in a
 voice that she hoped sounded sexy, "You'll 'get it'
 tonight, I promise you. But do me a favor and keep this
 a secret will you?"

 She stood staring at the young man until as if breaking
 a trance, he jumped to life and said, "Ah. . . sure
 sweety, I promise. . . our little secret. . ."  Kriste
 stood a moment longer then turned to go, saying over
 her shoulder, "I'll meet you in town at the Blue Bird,
 why don't you get a room for us."

			-=*=-

 Kriste hurried back to her dorm room with a vicious
 case of butterflies beating around in her stomach. As
 she entered their room she saw Darleen dressing for her
 date that night. "So, Darleen, you gonna meet Ronald in
 town tonight?"  Her roommate was pulling on one of her
 short skirts that barely covered her bottom. Kriste
 wondered how she could sit without showing everything,
 but then thought to herself, 'well that's probably the
 idea.' Bringing her mind back to the question she
 needed to ask, Kriste said, "Could you drop me off in
 town on your way?"

 Darleen shot her one of her 'Darleen' looks and said,
 "What, at the library?" She was being sarcastic again,
 but Kriste didn't mind, she was so nervous and
 confused, that she actually said, "No I'm meeting
 Johnny at the Blue Bird, and I just need a ride is
 all."

 Darleen stopped what she was doing and turned to look
 at her roommate. "You're what? You and Johnny? Oh man,
 now I've heard everything. Why'd you pick a jerk like
 that?"

 Kriste looked hurt for a moment, then trying to sound
 confident she said, "I just need to lose my cherry, I
 don't intend to marry the man. I think he'll do."

 Her roommate must have found something funny about that
 because she just laughed and said she'd be happy to
 drop her off at the motel.

			-=*=-

 It was after 8 by the time Darleen dropped Kriste off
 in the motel parking lot. At the last moment, Darleen
 felt concern for her, and asked, "Do you want to ask me
 anything? You want me to come back in an hour to see if
 you need a ride back to base?"

 Kriste had already steeled herself for the coming
 event. She just wanted to get it over with, and her
 friends questions were distracting, the words demanded
 that she think, and she didn't want to think right
 then, so she just said, "No thanks Dar, I'm OK, but
 thanks." She squeezed her roommate's hand as she exited
 the car.

 Darleen watched the Levi clad woman walk toward the
 motel office. She thought to herself, that 'that
 bastard Johnny better appreciate what he's getting to-
 night.' But then she knew that he probably wouldn't.

			-=*=-

 After inquiring at the front desk, and getting a leer-
 ing once-over by the clerk, Kriste headed for Johnny's
 room. She was determined to go through with it. Just
 like everything in her young life, once she had made up
 her mind, she went through with her plans. . .to the
 end.

 As Kriste knocked on the door she felt her heart pound-
 ing in her chest, and could feel her pulse thumping in
 her throat. As the door opened, she looked into the
 room and saw a messy bed with the covers thrown on the
 floor, and the TV blaring. Johnny was standing in front
 of her in his underwear and nothing else.

 Kriste knew that he was trying to shock her, to make
 her nervous, so as nonchalantly as possible she said,
 "Embarrassed about size, is that why you're keeping
 your undies on?" She smiled at his blank look, then
 shoved past him to the bathroom. Hearing the door close
 in the other room, Kriste leaned with both hands on the
 small bathroom sink, looked at her reflection in the
 mirror, and for a brief moment wondered what she was
 doing. Then out of the corner of her eye she saw
 Johnny, now minus his underwear standing in the
 doorway.

 She didn't move, she just keep looking at her reflec-
 tion, then slowly moved her eyes to the reflection of
 the man behind her. Although she had never seen an
 erect penis before, she knew what was between a man's
 legs, but she was still surprised at the actual sight
 of  it. He was fully hard and pointing out and up. A
 moment of fear flashed through her 'that he was too big
 to actually fit inside her.' She hadn't realized that
 they got that big. Slowly Kriste turned putting on a
 brave face she said, "Well lets get it done OK?"

 The young man looked at Kriste, admiring her, thinking
 how pretty she was, her straight blonde hair framing a
 pretty tan face. Her wide set blue eyes and full lips
 had always attracted his attention. And now he was
 going to fuck this babe; the thought sent a sexual
 thrill thought his body.

 They stood in silence facing each other, Kriste's eyes
 locked on Johnny's pulsing erection. After a minute or
 so he started to become a little self-conscious and
 finally said, "Hey sweety, we can't do it with your
 clothes on, now can we?"

 She was startled for a moment then quickly began to
 strip her clothes off. She looked like someone who was
 about to go skinny dipping in freezing water, and just
 wanted to get the initial shock of diving into the cold
 water over with.

 Johnny didn't care that she looked nervous, he just
 wanted to plunder her body. He still couldn't under-
 stand why she'd put the moves on him. He'd tried so
 many times he'd finally given up. That's why he'd
 instigated the little nocturnal call on her room the
 other night. And. . . ummm. . . her tight little pussy
 had felt so good, that had been a little piece of
 heaven. He still remembered the feel of her pussy lips
 around his fingers, and the smell of her. He'd fallen
 asleep in his bunk with his fingers in his mouth. And
 speaking of heaven he thought; 'man look at that tight
 body, this is gonna be just too fine.'

 Kriste had undone her pants first and stepped out of
 them. As she was pulling her T-shirt over her head,
 Johnny decided that he couldn't wait any longer. He
 grabbed the surprised girl around the waist and shoved
 her onto the bed. Her arms were still above her head,
 with the T-shirt obstructing her view, so she cried out
 for him to wait. But Johnny didn't care: he just wanted
 to fuck her, and he was ready.

 As Kriste struggled with her T-shirt, Johnny climbed
 between the young woman's thrashing legs and pushed his
 swollen cock into her exposed sex. He pulled out then
 pushed back in, fast this time, fast and hard. He felt
 the impact of her maidenhead and then it gave way all
 at once and he plunged in as deep as he could. His head
 spun, the sensations that assailed him were momentarily
 over-powering. She was so tight! It felt like a living
 glove surrounding his straining cock. He could feel
 every beat of her heart pulsing through the warm walls
 of her cunt, throbbing around his cock; like nothing
 he'd ever experienced before. He was loving it.

 Kriste stopped struggling with the tangled T-shirt as
 she felt Johnny begin to enter her. Through the fabric
 of her shirt she could hear him on top of her grunting
 in his effort to gain entrance. Then she felt herself
 being stretched. . .more, and more, until it started to
 hurt, and still he pushed her open.

 Lying there hands above her head, legs dangling over
 the edge of the bed, a man hunched over her, thrusting
 into her exposed sex, Kriste didn't know how to react.
 She hadn't known what to expect, but she had never
 imagined anything like this. Then she cried out through
 gritted teeth as he pushed home all the way into her.
 The pain was intense, but her cry didn't bother Johnny;
 having reached his goal he just started pumping away
 happily, bouncing the young woman's body underneath his
 own.

 Kriste's young body soon recovered from the initial
 shock, her strong well shaped legs flexed with each
 thrust of the horny man on top of her. But it was
 uncomfortable for her, the position was an awkward one.

 But Johnny didn't care, he was enjoying the feel of
 Kriste's pussy wrapped around his pumping shaft. He was
 enjoying it so much in fact, that shortly he began to
 grunt with each thrust, until his body went rigid,
 trembling on top of Kriste's as he pushed hard and deep
 into her and emptied himself into her womb. The only
 sound in the room was his gasps for breath as he
 slumped on top of the young woman.

 After a few moments Johnny pulled out of her and stood
 up with a big sigh, and said, "Now that was fun, we'll
 have to do that again next week. Or maybe tomorrow
 night would be even better." He was laughing to himself
 as he wiped his shrinking manhood with a towel, and
 began to dress.

 Kriste lay still for a moment after Johnny had pulled
 himself out of her. T-shirt still wrapped around her
 face and arms. She wasn't quite sure what had just
 happened. She had lost her virginity, hadn't she? The
 slight pain between her legs confirmed it, his cooling
 sweat on her chest and stomach confirmed it, didn't it?
 Slowly she sat up on the bed, pulling her shirt back
 down to cover her breasts. She watched as Johnny wiped
 himself and talked about their next time.

 To describe the feeling of that unreal moment, all
 Kriste could think of was it had been, well. . disap-
 pointing. She was kind of numb; everything had happened
 so fast, and she'd received no pleasure from it. She
 remembered her girlfriends talking so lovingly about
 their men, how good they made them feel. Kriste just
 sat there with nothing on but her T-shirt and socks,
 watching her first and only sex partner getting dressed
 to leave.

 As Johnny buttoned his shirt, and was ready to depart,
 he turned to Kriste and said with a happy smile on his
 face, "You can stay in the room as long as you want, I
 paid for the whole night. And baby, I just want'a thank
 you for a great fuck, I really enjoyed it. Maybe we'll
 do it again tomorrow night huh?" With that he pulled
 the door open and was gone.

 Kriste looked at the closed door blankly, totally
 devoid of any feeling, except the uncomfortable trickle
 of his sperm flowing from her used sex.

 Not quite sure what to do, the young woman continued to
 sit where she'd been thrown only a few minutes before.
 The thought started to form in her mind, 'Is this all
 there is to it?' She couldn't quite believe that that
 was all, but then she'd just had sex with a man, and
 here she was sitting on a bed in a cheap motel, leaking
 on the sheets.

 A knock at the door startled Kriste out of her reverie.
 Almost as if in a dream she got up from the bed,
 wondering why Johnny had come back, and what he wanted
 now. She opened the door and was even more startled to
 see David, one of her cadet classmates.

 She realized that she must look a real sight standing
 there in the rumpled room dressed in just a T-shirt.
 Kriste's face blushed a deep pink, as she realized what
 he must think. She quickly reached for the sodden sheet
 to cover her lower half with, and stammered, "Dav. .
 David, what are you doing here?"

 "Kriste, I ran into Darleen at the Coyote Club, and she
 told me what you where doing. I couldn't believe it, I
 thought I knew you better. I've always admired you,
 your drive to succeed, your ability, and here you go
 crawling around in the dirt with a jerk like Johnny
 Davenport. I just had to come here and ask you why. Why
 did you do it?"

 Kriste looked up at her tall classmate with tears in
 her blue eyes, and told him why. All the events, that
 had brought her there, what Lt. Beal had said, and why
 she'd had sex with Johnny. "He was the first man I met
 after I decided to get rid of my virginity. I was just
 following the counselors advice, I had to see if my
 problems at fitting in were me, or something else."

 "Then why didn't you come to me? Or hell, why didn't
 you come to any decent guy, you had to know that Daven-
 port is a jerk." David said angrily.

 "I didn't know just how big a one he was till tonight.
 I think I didn't want to do it with anyone I liked, I'm
 still not trying to find a boyfriend, I don't want to
 get involved with anyone yet. You understand don't you
 David?"

 "Yes, but tell me, did you enjoy it?" David asked, now
 in a gentler voice.

 "No, it was awful, if sex is like that I wonder how
 we've all survived for so long." She said, smiling,
 somewhat recovered from her recent ordeal. She was
 ready to leave this behind her as a bad experiment,
 when David stepped toward her.

 "Listen Kriste, I don't want things to stay like this.
 You can't walk away from here with nothing but this
 experience to judge men by. Let me show you what some-
 one who cares about you can do. Please."

 Kriste stood looking up at David, bright blue eyes
 wide; she knew that it probably wasn't a good idea to
 do as he suggested, but she also felt that she'd been
 cheated by Johnny somehow. Not really knowing why, she
 said, "OK David, what do you suggest?"

 "I suggest a hot shower, for both of us, come on. . ."
 Taking the young woman by the hand, kicking the door
 shut behind him, David lead Kriste into the small motel
 bathroom. She stood clutching the sheet to her chest
 and watched wide eyed.

 David looked at her; she was stunning, standing maybe
 5'4" in barefeet. He stood close to her, looking down
 between them, and gently pulled the sheet from her
 grasp. He looked into her beautiful blue eyes which
 seemed to shimmer under the fluorescent light of the
 bathroom. Her perfect body, long lean legs, beautiful
 thighs. He had to close his eyes for a moment or. . .
 He wasn't sure what would happen, but she was having a
 serious effect on him.

 Finally David removed her T-shirt, and then to make her
 less self conscious, he quickly stripped his clothes
 off. He turned to her, and saw her looking down at his
 rather engorged tool. He smiled, at her wide eyed
 expression. She said, "I never imagined that I'd have
 sex twice in one night and with two different men."

 David looked deeply into her eyes and said, You'll for-
 get all about that first time, if I do this right." He
 reached out and touched Kriste's right breast, fondling
 it. She marveled at his touch when he brought his
 fingers to her aroused nipples, then his lips. Kriste
 ran her fingers through his hair as he nuzzled her,
 kissing and slowly sucking on each nipple in turn.

 His lips felt wonderful to her, she had never experi-
 enced anything but her own touch before; this was
 completely different, and much more intense. She loved
 the way he swirled his tongue around her nipples, it
 made her knees weak, and gave her a wonderful feeling
 between her legs. Then to her disappointed sigh of,
 "Oooooh." David stopped and turned on the shower.

 When the water was nice and warm Kriste stepped into
 the shower stall naked behind him. She was going to do
 whatever he told her to do. She instinctively knew that
 David was going to be much different than Johnny had
 been.

 The young couple washed each other - slowly - enjoying
 the wonderful sensations that their soapy hands created
 as they fondled each other. David paid special atten-
 tion to Kriste's used pussy, soaping it and massaging
 it, subconsciously trying to remove every trace of the
 man that had been there before him, or maybe just be-
 cause he liked the feel of her soapy pussy in his
 hands. She in turn washed him, taking extra time and
 effort with his amazing erect penis. She was enthralled
 by it's texture, and the way it moved when she touched
 it. She nuzzled up against him, still holding his warm
 wet soapy cock in her hands, and began to rub it
 against her stomach, cupping his big tight balls, she
 began to massage them too. He felt so wonderful, she
 just knew that her 'second' time would be so much
 better than the first.

 After the two of them had washed each other, and fon-
 dled, and pressed their bodies together reveling in the
 wonderful sensations that wet soapy skin can create,
 there was only the drying left. And Kriste liked that
 part too. She stood proudly erect as David ran a towel
 over her contours, with loving care. He didn't miss a
 spot.

 Kriste was just as enthusiastic in her efforts at dry-
 ing his larger muscular body, paying special attention
 to his beautiful erection, completely fascinated by it,
 hoping that it would last long enough to make her feel
 like her girlfriends back in high school had described.

 She shrieked in delight as David swooped her off her
 feet and carried her to the disheveled bed. He laid her
 down and climbed up beside her, immediately taking a
 nipple between his lips. She could feel his tongue
 playing with her erect nipple, as his lips pulled at
 it. He began to feel her body with his hands, massaging
 her breasts, petting her smooth thighs, running them
 over her flat stomach, then running a hand down between
 her legs.

 For a brief moment her mind flashed back to the other
 night, when many hands had invaded her body, and her
 fear came rushing back for an instant. But soon the
 sensations that David was causing to rise within her
 young inexperienced body made her completely forget.
 He was so loving and tender, everything he did seemed
 so natural.

 When all of a sudden David moved down her body and
 kissed her pussy lips, Kriste was afraid again. She
 didn't know what would happen. Sure she knew about
 oral sex, no girl could get through nineteen years
 of life without at least hearing about it. But she'd
 never really thought about it before. She didn't know
 how to respond, wasn't sure how it all worked. Her
 heart began to pound fiercely as David began to part
 her pussy lips with his tongue, flitting the tip of
 his tongue up and down her soft moist opening.

 Kriste jumped when he began to suck on her clitoris,
 the sensations began to surge through her breasts and
 tingle in her nipples. It seemed to her that David was
 sending sexy signals all though her body. Then without
 warning it all became to much. What had started as an
 undefined nervous yearning, all of a sudden became an
 urgent need. Kriste had never had a real orgasm before,
 so wasn't expecting what David was quickly bringing her
 to. As his tongue flicked across her engorged clitoris
 again, a flash went off in her body. It felt like her
 whole body was on fire for an instant. Then another,
 and another.

 The pretty young blonde began to jerk and writhe under
 David's tongue. She began to moan, then cry out, "Ohhh
 Davidddd..... Oh god, Davidddd..... Ohhhh yessss......
 David..... She was gasping for breath, having never
 expected anything like this, not really even knowing
 what was happening. The orgasm was swamping Kriste, in
 physical and emotional ecstasy.

 Then David pulled his lips away from her throbbing
 mound. She looked down her body to see his eyes, his
 moist chin, the lazy smile on his face. Fighting to
 breathe and giggle at the same time Kriste reached for
 her lover; pulling him into a long languid kiss. She
 could taste herself in his mouth, and it just made the
 kiss that much more exciting.

 Finally Kriste pulled from the kiss, looking specula-
 tively at David, and with a slight blush asked, "David,
 can I. . . . ? You know, can I. . . ? Oh, you know, can
 I? She began to giggle at her own embarrassment, but
 David knew what she was asking and just rolled over on
 his back, erection pulsing in time with his heartbeat.

 Kriste quickly squirmed into position, face close to
 engorged penis. Lips poised. . . She stopped for a
 moment and looked at his beautiful cock, noticing all
 the smooth contours, the wonderfully shaped wrinkly
 helmet that crowned his handsome male shaft. She was
 fascinated by his sexual organ. She took his shaft in
 her fingers and gently pulled and pushed the soft skin
 up and down, watching the whole thing begin to expand
 even more. His wonderful purple head expand to an even
 larger shiny one as she continued to slowly pump him.

 She watched closely as a crystal clear drop of fluid
 appeared from the opening in the tip of his now throb-
 bing penis. She looked at it for a moment, then
 tentatively touched the drop with her pink tongue.
 Then she licked at the head, squeezing more fluid out.

 Kriste was enjoying herself, unaware that she was being
 watched by David, who had propped his head on his
 folded arms and was watching his beautiful companion
 lost in his sex. It was extremely arousing to watch her
 playing with his cock in such an uninhibited way. He
 knew that this was the first time she had ever seen a
 man up close, and her erotic little show made the whole
 thing so intense that David began to worry that he
 might not be able to hold out much longer.

 Kriste kept playing with him, she knew that oral sex
 was when a man did what David had done for her, and
 that a woman should suck on the man's penis. But she
 was worried that she wouldn't do it right. She looked
 up to ask David to tell her how to do it, and was
 surprised to see him looking at her. She blushed when
 she realized how she must have looked, and thought,
 'oh well, lets see if I can distract him.'

 Kriste giggled, then in a flash began to lick his
 cock-head faster than before, taking the whole head
 into her mouth, gently sucking on it, rolling it in
 her mouth. Lapping her tongue around the underside
 between the little valley that was there. He felt so
 soft and smooth and yet hard in her mouth, so wonder-
 fully male. She was getting aroused, 'cock sucking is
 almost as good as being pussy sucked,' she giggled at
 the dirty sexy thought. If only she could tell her
 high school girlfriends about this.

 David reached down grasping Kriste's bobbing head
 throwing her off her rhythm. She stopped and looked
 up at David with frustration in her bright blue eyes.
 David quickly said, "Baby, you keep doing that and
 you'll get a mouthful. I've gotta have you the tra-
 ditional way the first time." He smiled, "You've made
 me so horny, I've gotta cum in you." He pulled her
 smaller body up over his, positioning her just at his
 balls. "Come on, raise up and take me in at your own
 pace."

 Kriste looked at David's erect penis with a momentary
 flash of fear, again worried that he would be to big
 for her. But with a determined look on her pretty face,
 she rose up on her knees, taking his 'very hard' penis
 in her hands and placed it's purple head at her pink
 opening. She wiggled it a little around her opening to
 find the perfect spot, then with a brilliant smile on
 her face, eyes closed, she slowly sank on to him.

 David closed his eyes too, as he felt Kriste's hot sex
 engulf him. It was the best feeling he'd ever experi-
 enced. She was so wonderfully tight. He kneaded her
 smooth tight thighs with his hands, feeling her firm
 muscles just beneath the skin. He opened his eyes again
 and gasped in delight at the look on Kriste's face. Her
 head was thrown back arms slightly behind and at either
 side of her. Perfect breasts thrust out, tight flat
 stomach rippling as she slowly, rhythmically rocked
 forward and back to a beat in her own head.

 David couldn't quite get his breath, she was so
 erotically beautiful, so completely female stretched
 out above him, using him with such obvious pleasure.
 It was too much for him. He had wanted to hold out for
 as long as possible. He had wanted to give his little
 angel another orgasm. The kind of orgasm that a man
 gives a woman, but it was too late, she felt too good,
 he couldn't...

 Kriste's head came forward, eyes open. She looked
 deeply into David's smoldering eyes, and whispered,
 "You're coming. . .aren't you?  I can feel it. And she
 could too. Deep inside her body she could feel a little
 jet, and then again, as another spurt of hot sperm made
 it's sticky way deep inside her. Kriste could actually
 feel David pulsing inside her, feel his wonderful cock
 pressing against her furthermost wall, deeply,
 throbbingly. Lovingly she rode him.

 David couldn't answer her, his mind was addled at that
 moment. He had tried to hold back, but it had only made
 him come that much harder. She was so tight that each
 ejaculation made her cunt walls grab him, seeming to
 pull the next spurt from him, as if she were milking
 him intentionally. His orgasm was so intense that it
 hurt, it hurt so good. Vaguely he heard Kriste making
 a noise, but he couldn't concentrate, as his earth
 shattering orgasm continued unabated.

 Kriste was amazed at the feelings she was experiencing.
 She knew that her lover was having an orgasm in her,
 that he was experiencing the same feeling he had
 created in her only a few minutes ago. It was so exci-
 ting to see him moaning and squirming under her.

 It was so exciting in fact, that Kriste began to feel
 another flash go off right where they were joined. A
 flash that she now knew was an orgasm. It happened the
 second that she realized he had shot his hot sperm into
 her womb. It was all just so sexy, so wonderfully
 sexy. . .she began to whimper in time with their
 rhythm, little, puffs, "huh, huh, huh, huh." As she
 ground her pubic mound against his.

 Finally after what seemed ages, David had to stop.
 Every nerve was on fire. He reached up and pulled
 Kriste down rolling over her placing his body on top,
 without leaving his warm harbor. Kriste curled her
 legs lovely over and on top of his bottom, to be sure
 he stayed in her; just the way she wanted him. His
 cum was a distant warmth deep inside her.

 After a time, Kriste said in a husky voice, "That was
 marvelous! I hope you plan on staying with me all
 night. After all Johnny did pay for the room until
 morning."

			-=*=-

  Eighteen months later Kriste Hansen graduated in the
 top ten of her class. She was assigned to the 37th
 Tactical Fighter Wing and in 1990 went to the Persian
 Gulf to fight in Desert Storm. She was one of the few
 female fighter pilots to perform in the area of
 operations. She was the only female combat pilots to
 be shot down and captured by the Iraqi military. That
 in fact is the second part of this story. (Assuming
 that I write it)
 
 =*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=-=*=

 WARNING! NEVER, NEVER practice unsafe sex. In this day
 and age, it is just plain stupid to have unprotected
 sex with strangers. This story was written for enter-
 tainment and should not be imitated. I care about you,
 and would feel terrible if you did something stupid
 like the characters in this story, so please don't.
 You only have one body per life time... Take good care
 of it...


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